A Story Of Doom: Book I. (Jean Ingelow Poems)
Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee,My master, unto whom is my desire,The father of my sons?" He answered her,"Mother ...
Niloiya said to Noah, "What aileth thee,My master, unto whom is my desire,The father of my sons?" He answered her,"Mother ...
The yellow poplar-leaves came down And like a carpet lay,No waftings were in the sunny air To flutter them away;And he stepped ...
Drudgery all the day, Drudgery half the night,—Scolded about and worried away,Begrudged of sleep, and victuals and pay,And always in dread ...
IT was bound fast here you saw him, and wondered to see him,Our fair-haired Donough, and he after being condemned;There ...
Ere the last light that leaps the night has hung and shone and died,While yet the breast-high fog of dawn ...
One morn I looked across the way, And saw you fling your window wide To welcome in the breath of May In breezes ...
NOT fingers that e'er feltFine things within their holdDrew needles in and through,And smoothed out the fold,And put the hodden ...
What am I? I am Earth the mother,With all her nebulous memories;And the young Day, and Night her brother,And every ...
It needed just an extra turn to make the bolt secure,A few more minutes on the job and then the ...
By homestead, hut, and shearing-shed, By railroad, coach, and track -- By lonely graves of our brave dead, Up-Country and ...
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